Icy Cold Meet Burning Hot
By: Raynacch Silvermoon
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the original characters from the manga but I do own the one that I created.
AN: Okay just to answer a question that was asked from one of my awesome reviewers. Saelyun's name is pronounced 'sigh-lee-uh-n'.
Chapter Two
Yeah, I knew All Along
The driver that had picked her up from the airport had basically shoveled her into the car, drove here at a break neck speed, loaded her and then taken off. Leaving her standing with her luggage around her and only her two hands to transport it all to an apartment she didn't have a hot clue on how to locate.
'I can't believe she did this. I know I requested my identity be kept confidential but this is taking it too far.' Saelyun ranted to herself as she stood on the side walk gawking at the multiplex housing unit that was where her new home lay within.
It would seem that her step-mother, most likely, had convinced her father that living in a commoners' residence would be a most perfect strategy to fulfill Saelyun's request of anonymity.
It wasn't what Saelyun was accustom to living in by far, but she would be damned if she would let Samantha win this one. Sighing to herself quietly she began the seemingly impossible task of trying to collect all of her luggage, and move it in the direction of her new humble abode. It was during this attempt of combination acrobatics, contortion, and power lifting and a bit of prayer that Saelyun took a tumbled falling to the pavement on all fours.
"Shit." Saelyun cursed.
"Do you need some help?" A voice from above asked. Saelyun looked up to see a young man holding out his hand to her. Smiling she nodded and slipped her hand into his awaiting one. As she rose to her feet she couldn't help but notice how slim and delicate the boy's hand was.
"Thank you very much." Saelyun said as she dusted herself off.
"Why do you have so much luggage with you?" The boy asked as he noticed the pile that lay strewn about her. Saelyun couldn't help but grin a little. This boy was very direct and Saelyun liked that in a person.
"Well I just moved here from Russia, and am currently trying to move my stuff..." Saelyun gestured to the apartment buildings. "…into my new apartment." The boy smiled and nodded in understanding. He shifted the one grocery bag he was carrying a bit and then picked up two of Saelyun's suitcases.
"I live in this complex also, so let me give you a hand these." The boy laughed a little. "Excuse my bad manners; my name is Haruhi Fujioka, apartment A-25." He gave her a small bow of the head. Saelyun then realized that she herself had also forgotten her manners.
"Oh, my. Well it seems that we have our manners in common." Saelyun joked, earning a giggle from Haruhi. "My name is Saelyun Romanibenoz." She introduced using her prepared cover. She bowed her head in return to her new acquaintance.
"Nice to meet you Saelyun-chan. Which one is your's?" Haruhi asked nodding his head in the direction of the complex.
"I believe we are neighbors Haruhi-chan. I'm in A-26 and please call me Saelyun." She insisted as she gathered her remaining suit cases and followed Haruhi as he led the way through the buildings. It wasn't a long walk to her apartment, though the stairs gave her a little trouble.
They reached the door together and completely intact. Saelyun quickly produced the key to the lock and opened the door. Stepping in, she prepared herself for the worst. Inside was, to Saelyun's surprise, quite cozy.
"You can just put the bags down anywhere. I'll unpack them later." Saelyun said over her shoulder as she began to walk around her new home.
She discovered it had one bathroom, two bedrooms, a living room, smaller tea/dinning room, balcony and a medium sized kitchen. All of which had been fully furnished with the most uncoordinated furniture. If Samantha had picked all of it out just to bother Saelyun, well she would be sadly disappointed. Saelyun loved it. It had a homey down to earth feel that Saelyun just craved for. She smiled to herself as the famous quote 'Never judge a book by its cover.' ran through her mind. Haruhi's voice brought her out of her thoughts.
"Saelyun? If it's alright with you I would like to introduce you to my father, it's just him and I next door and he would be over the moon if I brought home an acquaintance of the female gender." There was a bit of bashfulness in Haruhi's voice.
Haruhi's invitation touched Saelyun's heart. 'Maybe there are people in this world that genuinely are just good people.' Saelyun wondered.
"I would be honored to meet your father Haruhi-chan." Saelyun beamed brightly.
"Great. Follow me. And call me Haru. All my friends do." Haruhi replied as he led the way to his own apartment. Once inside Haruhi lead her through the apartment as he called out for his father.
"Otou-san? I brought our new neighbor over to meet you!" He proclaimed into the house. About 2 seconds later a man came around the corner of the bedroom hallway.
"Haruhi my daughter you should have warned me so I could have been better dressed." Ranka-san commented as he approached the two.
But Saelyun's mind was reeling. 'Did he just say daughter. Uh oh better save face and pretend that I knew this whole time.' Saelyun decided, always avoid embarrassment and insult when possible, that's what her father had taught her. Always make everyone think that you know everything before even god does, that's what Kat-Kat taught her. Saelyun snapped back to the present quickly as Ranka-san began babbling, his voice filled with glee.
"Oh Haruhi, you have made your Otou-san very happy! You have brought home a girl instead of those host club boys!" Ranka-san babbled as his eyes went glassy with pride. Saelyun figured this would be a good moment to introduce herself to Haruhi's father.
"Hello Mr. Fujioka-san. I am Saelyun Romanibenoz and I have just moved in next door to you." She bowed to Ranka-san with a smile plastered on her face.
"Even more wonderful!" Ranka-san floated around the room eyes filled with tears of joy. "A female friend for my Haruhi and so close." Saelyun had to clamp her hand over her mouth to keep from giggling. This was not the reaction she would expect from someone's father.
But Haruhi must have been used to this because she too was laughing and shaking her head a little. As Ranka-san continued to rant and float around Haruhi dragged Saelyun into her room where they could talk with a little less, well, motherly joy ambushing them.
"Do you know then where you will be going to school?" Haruhi asked, taking a seat on her bed. Saelyun settled on the seat adjacent the window.
"Yes I do. I'll be attending Ouran High School. I am in class 2-A I believe." Saelyun replied. She let out a loud snort before adding. "Rich kid academy." Haruhi smiled at the statement, remembering all the times she herself had thought the same thing about Ouran.
"Don't worry I actually attend there also and will be in your class if you are in 2-A." Haruhi informed her. A wide smile made its way across Saelyun's face.
"Well I guess now things won't be so bad!" Saelyun exclaimed. Haruhi smiled back at her, but the happy face quickly turned into one of pensive thinking.
"May I ask Saelyun, how are you able to attend Ouran if you are living here?" Haruhi inquired. Saelyun was very well prepared for this question, since it would most likely be asked frequently during her first weeks at Ouran. 'Now to see if people will actually believe it.' She took a moment to make sure she didn't rush and make a mistake in her story
"Well it would seem I made an impression on a prominent member of Russian society and he decided that Ouran High School is where I should attend for my schooling." Saelyun finished her very brief explanation, watching Haruhi's reaction the entire time. She waited patiently for Haruhi to give her some kind of a response. It seemed like ages before Haruhi spoke.
"Well it is my experience that rich people can be very odd and do very odd things." She commented. Saelyun let out the breath that she hadn't realized she was holding.
"That they can be." Saelyun said.
The two girls smiled at each other. This was going to be the beginning of a great friendship, and both girls knew it. What tomorrow was going to bring Saelyun didn't know, and what she didn't know is that she was going to be meeting two of the so called, odd rich kids.
Thanx a lot to everyone that reviewed my story! I am glad that you think it is interesting. I do have a few things that I want your opinion on.
Should Saelyun have Japanese in her heritage?
How should she meet the other members of the host club?
I don't want too do the, another girl-boy in the host club thing so how should I have it that she spends time with the members?
I can't guarantee that I will use your ideas but I will take them under consideration and they will help me to fill in some holes in the over all plot.
I look forward to hearing from you, and be as honest and creative as possible!
Raynacch Silvermoon
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